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BOOK UPDATE AND SOME RANDOM STUFF

Book will come out in October. Tell all your friends. I am not going to sell 100 copies of this book either and call it a success. That is not the person I am. I am going to sell the shit out of this book of poetry, if for no other reason to prove that you can sell a book of poetry. I am going to make Barnes and Noble crave my book of poetry. I am going to win over the hearts of the non-poetry readers and I am going to establish myself as a Denver poet.

It’s going to be the most terrifying experience of my life.

Next note. Writer’s block. It sucks. It happens. I wrote hundreds of poems this year. As of lately – haven’t written anything. Well, I write stuff, but it’s not worth its weight in… anything. I am in transition, got a lot of stuff going on in my life. I’m trying to lose weight. I’m trying to be extremely outgoing instead of slightly outgoing. I’m trying to get out of debt. And I’m starting to hit bonus at work again, which is great because it helps fund my passion.

Each day I’m a step closer to writing as a career. A step closer to making my passion my job. And god would it be nice. (I know, lofty poet dreams of writing poetry for a career. Doesn’t happen, but – I will try and! I have short stories and a novel in progress to help.)

Did I mention this post is ADD-fueled?

My blood is Cherry Coke Zero right now.

I received a rejection letter today on my poetry, and I’m sorry but those still burn. They will always burn. You mail your heart off to some indiscriminate land where you have no idea what they are doing to the poor helpless creature and two months later, you receive a kindly worded rejection letter. It’s a rejection letter. How could that not hurt? Imagine if you got an e-mail that said you weren’t a very good lover. Imagine if you got an e-mail that said the foundation that you have built your life upon is a bedrock of lies. I know; my pieces just weren’t right for you. Please submit again. What it is more than anything is the moment before you open the rejection letter and that happy fairy flies into your soul through your ear and you think this is it, and then you open that e-mail and the fairy dies because no one is clapping and no one believes in fairies.

Take a breath.

Okay. Next topic. I am so excited for this blog. I have a habit of travelling through things at 150 miles per hour, but burn through my tank of gas way too quickly. I’m excessive, then I fizzle out. This blog will not fizzle out. This blog will only get stronger. So on that note, I ask you, dear reader, what do you want to see? More contests? More poetry? Does anyone want to interview me? I’m not famous but I’ll try to be interesting for you. I am a writer in search of an audience and I want to be a gear in the conversation machine.

Because when it all comes down to it, I agree with my college professor; the biggest disease of humanity is loneliness. Let’s talk. Let’s break down walls. Let’s not be afraid to be our ugly beautiful selves. Never be afraid to whore yourself on my blog either. If you’ve got something you want the world to see (and it doesn’t belong on a porn site) show it. That’s what this is all about. I want to help foster this.

I’m gonna start reviewing stuff. I’m reading Bukowski (again). Be ready for a long review on The Pleasures of the Damned.

Really, this is it. If God is gonna pull the plug on my poetry machine, I am going to manually power any machines I can by stationary bicycle. I think a break from poetry will be good anyways. I want to take this chance to stop writing alone in notebooks and start writing out loud to the world. I want to end the monologue and begin the dialogue. I want to listen more than I speak.

And I hope you’re still reading this. I look forward to getting to know all of you better.

I really love the stuff that you post up, especially “The Obnoxious Sound of Music Upstairs”. I feel like you do in a lot of ways; I’m trying to get into the writing world, but it’s tough. You’ve got the talent, and apparently the drive. Keep plucking away at it and you’ll make it. I’d offer to interview you myself, but my blog gets between 0 and 30 views a day, so you wouldn’t get too much exposure from that! But regardless, good luck, and keep us updated like this more often in the future!

I really love this: “Imagine if you got an e-mail that said you weren’t a very good lover. Imagine if you got an e-mail that said the foundation that you have built your life upon is a bedrock of lies.” Sometimes I wonder if people get the blood, sweat and tears that go into one’s work.

This was a really great post. Thanks for following my blog. Much appreciated.

I need more fans for my blog. Dude your stuff is premium us writers have to stick together. i want to sell my script or work with these film industry people in this nice neighborhood. We ate free food and talked it was nice I received compliments for my work but then this guy asked to take a picture with me and it was some weird stuff I just left and my writing career has been suffering ever since.

I know man this guy was trying to get me to do some gay stuff to advance my career and I was like nope and my career has been in the dumps. Check out my new posts and share with friends. I don’t care about money anymore I just want to be heard.

Hi Brice, just wanted to check out your blog and drop a big thank you for following mine. I really appreciate it. I’m sorry to hear about the rejection letter, but fingers crossed that the next letter carries good news! Your ADD-filled ranting is extremely entertaining, and if your unique voice here is any indication, I can bet your poetry is wonderfully written as well! Keep up the passion, good luck on the weight loss, and I look forward to seeing your poetry book flying off the shelves at Barnes & Nobles!

“the biggest disease of humanity is loneliness. Let’s talk. Let’s break down walls. Let’s not be afraid to be our ugly beautiful selves.”
Yeah! Cool. Thanks for liking my blog. I am very inspired by this post as I am considering making my writing more serious as well. I’d like to pick your brain some time about how you’ve been making the transition, how long it has taken, how to start. Thanks. :)

When I see your post come up on the WordPress reader I sometimes think, it’s been a long day, can I be bothered reading poetry now? Every time you hook me after the first line so thank you for sharing your amazing talent with the rest of us and please keep going. Your writer’s block sounds more like burn out, you wrote all your poetry for this year in the first half.

If you want some free exposure in Australia join the ABC Pool (run by the Australian Broadcasting Commission) http://pool.abc.net.au/ and post any of your poetry under whatever licensing agreement you choose.

I’d be happy to promote your book on my limited reach of social media for what it’s worth.

Writers block, mine is the great wall of China, loneliness inspired me to pick up a pen and now it has dried up the ink… Love the resentment though, I know what those rejection letters feel like, death by a thousand paper cuts, all well meaning and well… meaningless.

You have the heart of a poet, and the physiology of a starving artist… i shall see your cherry coke zero for pepsi max and marlboro lights… In fact all I need is a beret and i will be a self fulfilling cliche.

Would’ve been great to watch you saying these words. How excited, on fire you sound. You’ve just inspired me to get my book out there; rejections and all. We’ll never know unless we try. We’ll never reach out to others if we stop reaching out; period. Keep that fuel going, even if it is part Cherry Coke Zero. Whatever works, right?!?!

i like this : ‘the moment before you open the rejection letter and that happy fairy flies into your soul through your ear and you think this is it’

though am truly Sorry to hear about the bloody rejection letter i just hope the fairy sung a wonderful melody whilst ye were reading it.. aye i do believe in fairies :)

i agree writer’s block sucks and good that ye are not stopping yerself fr. scribbling.
also, just believe that soon yer book of poetry will sell out more than hot pancakes ;)
best of luck! esp. on the progress of yer novel and to yer losing weight.
ye are a writer who does Carpe Diem!